Trouble came faster than Ling Hao expected.

Shortly after Princess Yiyan left, a high-pitched dragon roar sounded over Yunxia Bay.

Ling Hao looked out through the window, the sky was gloomy, as if a storm was coming, and a huge black dragon hundreds of zhang long was hovering in the air, covering the sky and the sun, roaring, fierce and mighty.

"Listen to the people inside, hand over the dragon, this seat will spare you from death!" The black dragon's big jewel-like eyes stared straight at the Heavenly Dao Hidden Scripture Pavilion, obviously talking to Ling Hao.

"Hehe! Return to this seat, who are you pretending to be forced with?" Ling Hao secretly slandered, closed the window of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and came out of sight.

There was no response, and the black dragon suddenly became a little angry, roared violently, and his huge body rushed towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with a "swish".

"Boom ......"

The terrifying force fell on the Scripture Pavilion, but it couldn't cause any damage to the Scripture Pavilion, but the black dragon's huge body was shocked and flew upside down.

In the shaky Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Ling Hao sighed with emotion, "Why are people now so anxious to die?"

He really didn't want to make a move with Wu Qikong, otherwise he would fall in love with Princess Yiyan, but it was not a way to let Wu Qikong make trouble like this, and it was better to say that he couldn't open the door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and he was not at peace, which was the biggest problem.

Wu Qikong was somewhat surprised that he couldn't succeed in one blow, but he didn't give up, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of dark dragon breath at the top of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

The dragon's breath seemed to have an extremely strange destructive power, and wherever it passed, the space "crackled" and sounded, bringing up a dark black scratch, like a black sword, stabbing straight towards the top of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

The reason why he attacked the top of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was because he was afraid that he would kill Ling Hao if he was not careful.

It doesn't matter if Ling Hao is alive or dead, but now, Long'er is in Ling Hao's hands, if Ling Hao is killed, maybe he will lose the news of Long'er, which is not a good thing.

Of course, he still took it for granted.

Not only could the dragon's breath not destroy the top of the Scripture Pavilion, but it was also bounced back with a "swish".

Wu Qikong was startled and hurriedly dodged.

As soon as I dodged, I heard a "boom", and a deep pit appeared on the ground, with a radius of three feet, and the flowers and plants quickly withered.

"How...... What's going on?" Wu Qikong was a little confused, and he couldn't do anything with all his might, what kind of demons were hidden in this Scripture Pavilion?

The next moment, the door of the Heavenly Dao Hidden Scripture Pavilion was suddenly opened, and before he could react, an incomparably terrifying force fell on him, like an eagle catching a chicken, and easily caught him in.

By the time the door of the Scripture Pavilion was closed again, Wu Qikong's huge body hundreds of zhang long had disappeared, replaced by a handsome young man with black hair, black clothes and black eyes.

The bookshelves, scripture books, tables and chairs in the Scripture Pavilion were all gone, and only Ling Hao was holding a stick in his hand and looking at Wu Qikong with an unkind gaze.

"Who are you?" Wu Qikong was a little flustered, the reason why he dared to do it before was because he didn't know the terrifying thing about the Heavenly Dao Scripture Pavilion at all.

What's more, he received the news that Long'er was in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and he would inevitably be excited when he thought that after getting Long'er, the Black Dragon family would be able to claim the king and hegemony in the South China Sea.

Now that he knew the terrifying nature of the Heavenly Dao Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and knew that Ling Hao could kill him at any time, it was already good that he wasn't scared.

"Didn't you just ask me to hand over the dragon egg?what??, now you're dumbfounded?" Ling Hao sneered.

What he needs to hesitate about is whether he should kill Wu Qikong, not whether he should give Wu Qikong a good face.

Wu Qikong came to trouble him, came to his Scripture Pavilion to make trouble, he didn't need to give a good face at all.

Hearing Ling Hao mention the dragon egg, Wu Qikong immediately forgot where he was, glanced at Ling Hao with sharp eyes, and said with a straight face: "So, the dragon is really in your hands?"

"So what?" Ling Hao did not deny.

"Hand over the dragon, I will spare you from dying, otherwise the three thousand sons of my dragon clan will definitely be able to wipe you and your Hidden Scripture Pavilion to ashes!" Wu Qikong threatened viciously.

"Yo he!" Ling Hao was immediately happy, "You little snake, your strength is not good, but your kung fu is not bad, since I dare to arrest you in, do you think I will be afraid of the three thousand little snakes in your mouth?"

"You...... You dare to insult our dragon clan!" Wu Qikong suddenly became furious.

"It's not to insult the dragon clan, but to insult you!" Ling Hao snorted, and with a wave of the stick in his hand, a stick hit Wu Qikong, instantly knocking Wu Qikong to the ground.

"Whew......" Wu Qikong screamed in pain and rolled on the ground.

"Hey, I didn't beat you into a dog!" Ling Hao was a little surprised.

Without waiting for Wu Qikong to recover from the pain, Ling Hao picked up his sticks, and several more stuffy sticks hit Wu Qikong's body.

"Let you pretend to be a force, I don't know if you are being struck by lightning?" Ling Hao became more and more comfortable the more he hit, until Wu Qikong's face turned pale, and he begged for mercy again and again.

Of course, he didn't mean to kill him, and seeing that the beating was almost over, he stopped and asked indifferently: "Do you dare to pretend to be forced in front of me in the future?"

"Don't dare, don't dare......" Wu Qikong still has the high-spirited appearance he had before, and if you look closely, you can still see a large bruise on his face and arms.

The dignified young master of the black dragon was bullied so miserably, the key is that he still doesn't dare to complain, and the grievances in his heart can be imagined.

Ling Hao snorted, waved the stick in his hand, the door opened, and Wu Qikong was also blasted out.

Sitting outside the gate of the Scripture Pavilion, watching the door of the Scripture Pavilion close again, Wu Qikong's eyes were cold, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Bastard! Sooner or later, my three thousand dragon clan disciples will set foot in your Hidden Scripture Pavilion!" Wu Qikong snorted coldly, and got up from the ground with some difficulty.

"Heh, isn't this the Black Dragon Young Master Wu Qikong? Who should I be so arrogant and dare to bully people under the banner of our dragon clan!" A crisp and pleasant voice suddenly sounded.

"Yi Yan!" Wu Qikong turned around suddenly, but saw Princess Yi Yan holding the Dragon Slaying Sword, looking at him with a playful expression.

"Are you doing all this?" Wu Qikong quickly understood.

"I'm not a ghost, Long'er is indeed in Ling Hao's hands. Princess Yi Yan shook her head, "I originally wanted to borrow his hand to get rid of you, but since he can't do it, then I can only do it myself!"

After speaking, with a wave of the dragon slashing sword in his hand, a sword qi immediately slashed towards Wu Qikong.

Wu Qikong had already suffered a heavy blow in the Scripture Pavilion, and now he was naturally not Princess Yiyan's opponent, so he could only dodge desperately.

It's a pity that Princess Yi Yan didn't give him a chance to dodge at all, and he missed one blow, and several sword qi slashed out.

"Puff, puff, puff......" Wu Qikong suddenly had several more scratches on his body.

"Yi Yan, you can't kill me, kill me, don't want to have a stable life in the future!" Wu Qikong still wanted to struggle.

Princess Yiyan didn't say a word, the dragon slaying sword came out of her hand, and slashed directly at Wu Qikong's neck.

Wu Qikong's pupils dilated instantly, and he wanted to dodge, but found that the space around him had been blocked.

With no way to retreat, he could only watch as the Dragon Slaying Sword got closer and closer.

"Poof......" The head of the good man landed instantly.